Tris POV:
Above the Training Centre is a tower were all the tributes will stay. Luckily each District has an entire floor to them self. All we have to do is ride the elevator to the very top floor being district twelve competitors. I've never been in an elevator, but by the look and sound of it, it seems exhilarating, no matter how small it is. As we step in I see Tobias immediately stiffen. Why, I have no idea. Haymitch presses the top button and we shoot up. I was right; it's nerve-racking. From the corner of my eye I see my team mate pale. Worried, I look across and see him looking down at the floor with wide eyes. Remembering how it calmed him down before, I place my hand in his and squeeze slightly. He looks at me and I silently question him on his well fair. He gives me a slight nod and small grin. Like before he doesn't let go. As the elevator is reaching the top floor, some colour has returned to Tobias' face and he is breathing regularly.
As we enter our home for the time before the Games, Tobias sighs and lets go of my hand. I'm about to question what happened in the elevator when he says, "Heights and I don't go to well. Especially in small spaces." I nod slightly in understanding. Soon Effie is discussing how she has been talking to everyone about sponsoring us. After the little "pep talk", Effie shows us to our rooms. When I reach my room, I see that it is bigger than my house back in 12. After I have a shower, which to be honest was like working a rocket no matter how luxurious it is, I slip into a pair of denim shorts and blue long sleeved shirt. As I make my way out I see Cinna and Portia standing on the balcony talking. I was about to sit in the living room when I see Haymitch either sleeping or recovering from a hangover in it. So, I think it's better if I go say my thanks to the two stylists.
Once I'm out on the balcony, they don't notice me at first. "I don't know, he just acts differently around her." Portia says, "You should have seen him this morning, everything I'd say; nod here, nod there. He would barely talk." Realising they were talking about Tobias and myself. I hide behind the pillar wanting to hear more. Again, why, I have no clue. "Maybe it's easier for them to discuss things because they're from the same district." Answers Cinna dryly, it's obvious to see he doesn't like where the conversation is going. "But Cinna, I hope they don't feel that way for a reason," What does that mean? Cinna sighs and says, "One cannot live while the other survives." (HARRY POTTER! :D) And finally it sunk in, something I've realised but have been dreading to face; if I live, Tobias will die.
Tobias POV:
After I finish getting dressed I head outside to see what everyone is up to. Out on the balcony are both of our stylists deep in conversation. I have to remember to thank them latter. They say that the opening ceremonies help out tributes heaps. If that's the case, they have done Tris and myself a massive favour by going all out. Effie is in the living room trying to rouse a drunken Haymitch while two Avoxs begin setting the table. But where's Tris? Realising she's most likely in her room I decide to try helping Effie get Haymitch awake. "Oh Haymitch!" Effie exclaims, "Dinner is nearly ready and you won't even get off the couch." All he does is groan in response. She lets out a frustrated sigh and looks my way with pleading eyes. At first all I can think of is how many people in districts have been pleading to the Capital, what have they done? I let out a sigh as I realise I have to get Effie to like me, otherwise she probably won't even bother with keeping us both alive. Grabbing the closest water jug, I remove the orange and yellow flowers that soaked inside and motion for Effie to move back. As I dump the full jug of water on to Haymitch's face he jumps off the couch and glares at me.
"You need some manners," I say with a condescending voice, "Ladies like Effie won't stand you for very much longer." His glare on me only becomes stronger. Seeing he's too tired to lash out, I take a step back and turn to face the kitchen with a shocked Effie looking at me.
As I turn on the tap and begin filling the now empty vase, I hear someone come out of the bedrooms. Seeing that the vase has enough water, I turn off the tap and turn hoping to see Tris. It's her but not how I want to see her. Her eyes are red and puffy showing she has been crying and the usual twinkle in her eyes are missing. Placing the vase on the counter, I walk towards her with a worried expression plastered on my face. "What's wrong." Smart question Tobias, I scold myself.
"The usual." She says hollowly.
"I know that's not it." I state softly. After she still doesn't answer I say as kindly as I can, "Tell me what's wrong Tris." She looks up at me as though she is going to say something but she's interrupted by Effie in her high pitched voice telling us dinner is ready. "I'll tell you later, okay?"
"Okay." (I'm sorry I just had to) I say still worried.
